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(Devious. I can picture Fable's sly smirk as he tails him Solid Snake style. I giggled at the WC job.)
As the clouds slowly began to cover the sky, the warm Sun began to fade away. On this cloudy afternoon, Dylan had been lucky enough to have the day off. The young man had loafed about the entire morning. His nose buried in a book, carefully reading his school work and taking breaks to relax on the plush couch in his study.
The red haired boy went to his kitchen to get some lunch, when he remembered he had no milk. How could he possibly eat the perfecly good sandwich he had prepared without any milk?!
Honestly, it was unacceptable. "Tch..." The male scowled in frustration, and put his fingers to his mouth. Ohh wait. He had quit smoking, but the habit of taking a quick smoke to calm him down remained. Annoyed, Dylan left his sandwich on the counter, and left the house for the dairy product.
(Sorry for the delay!)
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